Butterfly Hill

Butterfly Hill

A Poem by Jack...
"

Fly with me

"

 

 

Butterfly Hill

by jack

 

Standing out on butterfly hill

I felt the breezes blowing by

Cherished of this life I fill

Never need to wonder why

 

Wings of love they catch my dream

Singing as the sun does shine

Everything is what it seems

In the midst of butterflies

 

Colors dance as fluent so

Brilliant as the day does come

In this feeling I do know

You will be my only one

 

In the shade of sultry morn

As we breathe the silken air

This does feel the day is born

In this moment that we share

 

Come with me and know this place

Lone of distant whippoorwill

Meanings that we've come to trace

Standing out on butterfly hill 

© 2013 Jack...


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Jack...
Thank you for reading

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Your work has such striking imagery, much enjoyed love...you literally take the reader there! xox

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thank you so very much for stopping by and reading. I truly appreciate your kind words.
Really pretty poem Jack. Nice

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thank you sir.
beautiful words truly
butterfly hill...lovely scenery
as always vivid and well penned
thank you for sharing fine sir

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thank you for reading my friend and leaving such nice comments
Butterflies are the souls to other dimensions some believe, they always have something purely and magical, here by just seeing them fly around you, you absorbed their beauty, and deeper meaning, I like this a lot.

" Wings of love they catch my dream
Singing as the sun does shine
Everything is what it seems
In the midst of butterflies "

Now that's love for nature, and
all that is growing and living in it..
A precious delightful work...

- Elisa

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thank you so much dear Elisa. I hope you are feeling better.

12 Years Ago

You're most welcome :) yes, a little bit, only still lost my voice, and coughing... but no fever any.. read more
well, you young man, you made it. Butterfly hill, even i wanna visit there one time...may be two...lol, liked your workin' way man. I think this's your first poetry that i've just read out here today...n you got me in actual. poetric way's good to read, your words' fluttered me a lot...like
Colors dance as fluent so
Brilliant as the day does come...nice lines, n then
man i liked your second stanza much...i really enjoyed it.
well, have a nice visit man to that place "Butterfly Hill"...lol
nice ink.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thank you so much sir, I am glad you stopped by.
i hear it and see it...i think often "meanings" are only traced...i don't know that they are ever drawn exactly...

i want to go to this place literally...you got me there figuratively.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob, I appreciate your kind words.
Not bad my arse, this is like the essence of hope and bliss fluttering by on the page. I want to go there NOW. This one really put me in a good place, you know I adore flutterbys, and I adore this read Jack. If I could whistle like a whip-poor-will for this one, I surely would!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thanks Frieda. happy it brought some joy into your day.
Not bad. You have a very clear image and you've used some great imagery in this. The 'lone' in the second line of the last stanza doesn't make much sense, though - maybe you misspelled something? Other than that, this is really quite well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thanks so much
This was great, Jack. Some wonderful, beautiful imagery. Lovely flow, and superbly worded.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Jack...

12 Years Ago

Thank you so very much new friend. I am happy you stopped by.
s y e

12 Years Ago

The pleasure was all mine :)

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San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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